When you think nothing could be further from the truth
When you're sure nothing could be further from the cold hard truth
I kneel to condition all the feelings that I feltSlow it down, you have a tendency to rush back into your past
Slow it down, you transfer all your weight and disappear
You kneel to condition all the feelings that you feelI've got a red belt around my mind
My hands tight around these words
I wish you'd call but I know that you're out tonightMy ears fill with the sound of you kneeling
My ears fill with the sound of descent
My ears fill with the sound of your archingSlow it down, you have a tendency to rush back into your past
Slow it down, you transfer all your weight and disappear
Kneel to condition all the feelings that you feelKneel to condition all the feelings that you feel
Kneel to condition all the feelings that you feel
Kneel to condition all the feelings that you feel